It’s an interesting feeling when I look back and reflect on my life–6 months ago I was in a dead-end job that I truly disliked; 12 months ago, I was consumed with my final undergrad projects and tests at Belmont; 2 years ago I was stressing about having just 1 year left in college; 3 years ago I was preparing to move to Nashville; 4 years ago I was a missionary in Spain; 5 years ago I was finishing up my first semester of college; 6 years ago I was a senior in high school and applying to colleges; 7 years ago I was consumed in school, tennis, track, and busy volunteering; 8 years ago I was consumed with high school and working on my first small business; 9 years ago I was battling with perfecting the best way to create a Girl Scout troop with Laura Bartoszek; 10 years ago I was preparing for high school; 11 years ago, I was battling with family and self-esteem issues–it was junior high, after all.
Isn’t this crazy?
Life sure does fly by.
The majority of things that bothered me a year ago–not to mention ten years ago–have little (if any) significance in my current day-to-day life.
Yes, I am still worried about my future.
Yes, I still try to find new ways to help others who are in need.
Yes, I still keep a full calendar.
Yes, I have a wide variety of interests.
But,
something has changed.
Perhaps I have gotten a bit wiser with the passing of seasons and years.
I now know what I want to focus on,
which I could not say ten years ago.
Or even 1 year ago.
While I still feel quite insecure about what’s next in life,
I know that I need to trust God
and worry less.
I wonder where will I be in 10 years?
How will I be glorifying God?
What will I be doing?
Who will be a part of my community?
Who will I love?
Who will love me?
What will I be passionate about?
I enjoy reflecting on the past–long enough to learn from it, not to dwell on it.
I also enjoy looking forward, but with the thought in mind that this moment–
this VERY moment–is a gift that irreplaceable.
